i kinda dug when broads talked shit to me. it's hot as hell, i mean at first. when you have to deal with that shit on a regular basis it gets fucking old...but at first, sexy. she was no different except i knew it would never work. i didn't think so anyhow.
i wasn't exactly sure what i spilled down the front of my shirt so i decided to pour a whiskey and a beer, i was sure it was one of those. i knew it wasn't puke or piss. thank heavens, piss on your shirt (especially where this was) is horribly hard to do. unless your shirt hangs down around your dick and you don't pay attention. button up shirts can do that, i mean i have totally pissed all over the front bottom flap of a shirt and not even known it. that shit totally blows, hopefully you aren't rocking an amonia ridden fragrance for the rest of the day either. when you smoke, you don't smell everything as well as you might. i could be walking around smelling like piss somedays and not even know it. people don't tell you when you stink. at least not to your face. they would tell someone else for sure. people are pussies. i mean if i have a huge pusy whitehead on my forehead, tell me about it. i will take care of it. yeah, it's embarrassing for a minute but fuck man. everybody is afraid to tell someone else that their baby is ugly. i'm not. i am doing you a disservice if i don't tell you. your baby is fucking ugly!
sarah took my cigarette out of my mouth and smoked it at me. staring me down and shit. she gulped on some whiskey and then sat next to me.
roach and don were sitting at the table playing rummy. they made a drinking game out of everything. they were doing shots of apple pucker. i don't even know how we have apple pucker in our apartment. that shit is fucking disgusting. it's like a green apple jolly rancher mixed with hair gel. sick.
sarah started rubbing on my leg and licking behind my ear. velocity girl was playing on the stereo.
"is this really where you want to go?" i said to sarah. i could smell the whiskey on her breath and i'm not gonna lie, it smelled fucking real good.
"would i be doing this if i didn't want it to go there?" she said in my ear. my dick started to get hard. fuck me, of course this was going to be awesome but i really kind of cared about her. i mean, i want to get a nut just like every other guy but not with her. i dig her but like i said before, she's like my sister. shit's weird. i was gonna hate myself if we fucked. i looked over, her shirt was hanging down in the front. no bra, i could see her left nipple. fuck it...
i wasn't exactly sure what i spilled down the front of my shirt so i decided to pour a whiskey and a beer, i was sure it was one of those. i knew it wasn't puke or piss. thank heavens, piss on your shirt (especially where this was) is horribly hard to do. unless your shirt hangs down around your dick and you don't pay attention. button up shirts can do that, i mean i have totally pissed all over the front bottom flap of a shirt and not even known it. that shit totally blows, hopefully you aren't rocking an amonia ridden fragrance for the rest of the day either. when you smoke, you don't smell everything as well as you might. i could be walking around smelling like piss somedays and not even know it. people don't tell you when you stink. at least not to your face. they would tell someone else for sure. people are pussies. i mean if i have a huge pusy whitehead on my forehead, tell me about it. i will take care of it. yeah, it's embarrassing for a minute but fuck man. everybody is afraid to tell someone else that their baby is ugly. i'm not. i am doing you a disservice if i don't tell you. your baby is fucking ugly!
sarah took my cigarette out of my mouth and smoked it at me. staring me down and shit. she gulped on some whiskey and then sat next to me.
roach and don were sitting at the table playing rummy. they made a drinking game out of everything. they were doing shots of apple pucker. i don't even know how we have apple pucker in our apartment. that shit is fucking disgusting. it's like a green apple jolly rancher mixed with hair gel. sick.
sarah started rubbing on my leg and licking behind my ear. velocity girl was playing on the stereo.
"is this really where you want to go?" i said to sarah. i could smell the whiskey on her breath and i'm not gonna lie, it smelled fucking real good.
"would i be doing this if i didn't want it to go there?" she said in my ear. my dick started to get hard. fuck me, of course this was going to be awesome but i really kind of cared about her. i mean, i want to get a nut just like every other guy but not with her. i dig her but like i said before, she's like my sister. shit's weird. i was gonna hate myself if we fucked. i looked over, her shirt was hanging down in the front. no bra, i could see her left nipple. fuck it...
